I Think I'm Getting the Hang of this Mommy Thing

William is doing wonderful. He's just a yummy little baby and I can't get enough of him. As of yesterday, he's four weeks old and has changed much. His face is fuller, his legs and arms are bigger, and his expressions are changing, too.

I've also changed. I'm realizing the hunger cry, or the I can't poop cry (which was yesterday for most of the day). Daddy does a wonderful job with him, also. He jumps in and helps out whenever I need it. It would be extremely tough to do this without him. I even got him feeding the baby (I'm expressing my milk), which gives me the little breaks I need.

I've also learned a lot about my patience level. For example, Will spent practically the entire day crying. His belly was hurting him and no poops were coming out. I did my best to comfort him by rubbing his belly and the top part of his butt. Not once did I loose my cool. In fact, my main concern was to calm him down, which kept me calm.

Now, the only thing I need to get the hang of is getting things done with him. When I'm home alone with him, I'm lucky I shower. Forget about unpacking boxes or doing anything productive for that matter. It just doesn't happen. I don't feel so awful about it because the few times that I've gone out to run some errands and left Dan with the baby, he hasn't gotten anything done either. At least I know it's not only me.

Multitasking is the name of the game. While trying to write this post, I've eaten breakfast, talked to my sister, and pumped. I should probably try to quickly shower, but I'm not sure I'll be able to do that. We'll see. Well, I'll leave you with these two pictures!